I like the small village that the gods paid for, white and blue, built on the mountain, hiding in the farthest part of the world, as if afraid of being stolen by others. Every house is connected to each other, and you just walk a few steps to the roof of the neighbor's house. The old people were sitting at the door, the women were busy, and the children stepped on a fallen tree to the other side of the river.
I like that little boy who is always thinking about exams. With a shy smile on his face, he speaks so naturally. He is so sensible, even if he is instigated by annoying adults, he is not angry, but protests in a low voice, "I have to do homework", "I have an exam tomorrow", "I'm going to be late"-as if he is the one grown ups. I also appreciate that he was really angry one day. He didn't say anything, but he sternly refused to ride in the engineer's car.
I like the fact that the proprietress of the teahouse at the entrance of the village complained about her hard work, saying that a woman has three jobs a day, one job when she goes out, one job when she goes home, and one job when she sleeps at night.
I like it. Engineers don't look good but they like to be clean. Every morning I get up and shave carefully in front of a small mirror. He has two shirts to wear: a green check, and a pure white.
I like that every time an engineer picks up a mobile phone, he has to drive out to the hillside to find the signal. Someone was working on the mountain, digging out the bones of the root man and giving it to him. He compared the bones to his legs and said, oh, this man is very tall.
I like that engineers go to villagers’ homes to ask for fresh milk and read poems to the milking girls in the dark cellar. The girl was seventeen years old. She refused to say her name and didn't show her face, but told her mother not to charge him for milk. She will remember the poems he read.
I like the old and very sick grandmother, she is a hundred years old, and she will live day by day. Everyone is waiting for when the other shoe will land. The old grandma drank the soup with a wish from her neighbor, but didn't tell you.
I like that the old doctor who rides a motorcycle to see the doctor, he observes the nature when there is no patient to see, he said that his life will not be wasted. It’s good to be alive. He read a poem to tell the engineer that the best promise in the next life is better than the present, the present, the present!
I like those chickens, dogs and sheep walking around in the village. And the little tortoise on the hillside was kicked over by the engineer in a bad mood, but it struggled and turned over on its own.
I like it, the old lady finally left, but the crying of the women seemed to be the sound of blessing. The river water took a bone thrown by the engineer and floated lightly and freely to an eternal distance.
I like that the sense of humor in the movie, the sense of sacredness of life, and the poetic structure in the movie make the viewer's heart step into a slow dance step.
I like that the movie always silently waits for a moment of death, but in the process, it shows the true meaning and eternity of life.
I like that the whole movie seems to have nothing major, but all the essential things that make people live have already been staged.
Also, I like it. I can list so many "I like", but I have to admit that the greatest shock and moving deep in my heart can't be described clearly in words or words anyway.
Wind ...... by Will US with Carry at The
2011-1-9
Värmö Sweden
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